Three cute Japanese girls I met through a DJ friend of mine were visiting the states again and I, being the generous friend that I am, agreed to take them out last night. We started off in J-town where they were staying (Kawada Hotel, for you guys out there) and had a few drinks at The Standard. Japanese chicks have a low tolerance I think, because after just one martini each, they were all over me like moths to a flame. I got some stare from people wondering who the hell I was. I just played it like I was a popstar famous in Asia. I figured I might as well milk it, so I bought a couple more rounds and they were ready to take me back to their harem, which they did. It was the combination of the liquor and the fact that I speak English. From my experience, a lot of native Asian girls love that. The drinking bill alone was almost $200, which sobered me up a bit. But let's just say that the post-bar antics back at the hotel more than made up for the dent in my wallet. Not too shabby for a Tuesday night.